Trafika Europe 7 - Ukrainian Prayer

Maria Matios

“I’ve told you, dearie, you remember, mark my words, it won’t end well… But who listened to me?! I said, look, good people, they’re making the baby during the day, because they’re keeping the house locked up during the summer day. Tell me which proper gazdas will lock their doors from other people for so long to make a single child? See, what I said happened?! Who-who, and You, my dearie, know well: any child born in the middle of the day was made in the middle of the day.” “Or isn’t it all the same to you, Paraska, when someone makes children? One might think all ten of yours were made in the middle of the night and just in the winter!” “No, you just think for yourself: the delivery finds the woman, and no one in the

village knows! No one knows when that business was done, or by whom it was done….” “And you, what, my dear friend, wanted to light a candle for them, or show them when children are made?! They made it when the made it, when it worked for them. That’s their business. And you should even be ashamed to think that the baby’s not Mykhailo’s.” “Say whatever you say, Kalynka, but they are good gazdas.” “They just avoid people.” “And why do they need people? People just make a mess in other people’s lives. Maybe it’s good for them without people.” “What do you mean why do they need people?! For control.”

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